GeorgiaVernon

Despite the fact that nobody is going to read this journal, and it will probably just be another skipped-over piece of text in the seemingly endless flow of notifications and journal entries, I am going to write it anyway. Probably (definitely) for my own sake; I need somewhere to pour my brain out onto that wont have any consequences or repercussions, so dA is perfect.   A lot has changed since my last update. I am currently writing this in the early hours, as sleep is playing hard to get. Sleep might want to get it's shit together, because I have work in the morning and the 6am alarms are not going to silence themselves. Anyway, chan

The best part about being insane, is that I don't need to smoke weed or take a shitload of pills to feel like I'm in another world. However, occasionally that sharp shard of  r e a l i t y  gets lodged in, no matter how much you try and pull it out, and it hurts like a bitch.  I've spent a long time trying to pull out that shard, using tweezers made of drugs and painkillers made of all things that numb your soul. After all, emotions are only chemicals.  But now, I've realised, that the best way to pull that shard out, is to leave it in. The skin will eventually grow again around it. Sure, it might kill you from the inside, but it'll feel

So I found out, thanks to a spontaneous visit to hospital yesterday, that I am, in fact, 9 stone. This is not good. But it's good at the same time, I guess, motivation innit. I ate loads today, aha. BINGE AND PURGE, BINGE AND STARVE AND PURGE AND BINGE. fukin gr8 bassline right ther. Weight: 60kg. Goal: 35kg.